You got a bag full of paint, a head full of brain
No snow, no rain, ain't got no complaint
Like you high on that krylon running through your veins
You look like a war vet starin at them trains - Atmosphere

You got a bag full of paint, a head full of brain
No snow, no rain, ain't got no complaint
Like you high on that krylon running through your veins
You look like a war vet starin at them trains - Atmosphere